The Hangman’s Children

By Eric Le Roy

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The universe was once a black hole so small that not even a microscope would have detected it. If my feeble grasp of science is right on this one, then it makes it all the more amazing when that cacophonous “Who Let the Dogs Out? moment occurred. All hell broke loose, literally and metaphorically. Night and nothingness made way for light and somethingness.

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Two Old Men, One Time Machine, and the Lie Both Parties Tell

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The phone box was parked in open space the way a confident cat parks itself on your keyboard: with total disregard for physics, your calendar, and your dignity.

From the outside, it was an ordinary public phone box, the sort you would ignore on a wet street in Manchester. From the inside, it was a lounge, a studio, a parliamentary bar, and—if you looked too closely at one corner—possibly a … Read the rest

The Uninvited Owner Comes

By Eric Le Roy

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Here in Varna, Bulgaria, the city planners seem to have lost their minds…unless they have something up their sleeves that I don’t know about. Very possible, that. Fun fact: Bulgaria is losing population faster than any other country in Europe, and a 23% drop in population is predicted by 2050.

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It’s for the usual reasons: declining birth rates that cannot keep up with … Read the rest

Splendor In The Grass

By Eric Le Roy

Content 18+ As I was riding in the car with my wife yesterday evening, heading for the Dog Shop and the supermarket, there was some pretty cool rap music on the radio. It was rather strange: slow and soft instead of punching at you like a back alley beatdown, but the usual rhyming patterns were there, and as with the best of that genre, you can … Read the rest

The Ghosts At The Door Of The Church

By Eric Le Roy

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Content 18+ I used to ask myself a question which, though I now know my choice, continues to nibble at me like mice in the basement of my psyche. The question was this: If I had the opportunity to live the life of every human being who ever existed – one by one – would I? I test my memory, twisting road that it … Read the rest